..meets the ole angel... John I decided to go on it hurt me so You lost your and I lost my soul Was it good, was it bad, was it the same the past darkly, and we lost the game I never realized how really went And where this is, and what she meant She said we were in the land of And we the wrong decision and we found only death The World - you see - is in eyes You see the and you see the lies How is the world so bad? up to you what you want to add John But you see, this poor friend, how is he He's in the of confusion - deep in the mud How can you tell it's own fault he did? You made a yell of and then he was hid How can you tell it was right you did? You us away from our normal trip It makes no sense to here to die Is there sense at all, should I try? The - you see - is in your eyes He be well, he can feel his files In place on one can die up to you, if you want to lie John (Everyday you to survive) We are poor, lost soldiers and we don't how We can pass test we are in, now We are in the land of poverty We even know if "I" am for "me" You threw us there this symphony Or the two kinda metals, when I I'll see If it's wrong be dead, if it's right I'll be free how I'm gonna pay for my destiny The be scared, you see with you eyes You see the and you see the lies Go and take your with you It's up to you if you want to Doe: Move, The Move!